The moonlight bathed us in its pale glow as I confronted Alex, my heart heavy with the revelation Erios had brought to light.
"Thousands of people used to die every day? Why have I never heard of this?" I asked, my expression filled with shock, struggling to grasp the enormity of the revelation.
"Duke, is this true? Have you been at war for such a long time?" I questioned, my urgency evident as I tugged at his shirt, seeking the truth from him directly.
"Master, I can explain," Erios offered, but I declined his intervention.
"No, I want to hear it from him. You can go," I said, and Erios vanished into the shadows, leaving me alone with Alex, who wore a solemn expression.
"Duke, explain this to me! Tell me the truth behind what Erios said," I implored, pulling his shirt closer to me as if physical proximity would bring forth the answers I sought.
